After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

His voice was trembling.

"One hit, one kill!"

The entire venue erupted in chaos!

"How is this possible!"

"One palm strike! He killed his opponent with just one palm strike!"

"That's a cultivator at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment! Even if their foundation is weak, they're still at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment!"

"My God, just what kind of monster is Lin Fengmian?!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell in waves.

All the gazes directed at Lin Fengmian changed.

In that gaze, there was shock, awe, and a hint of...fear.

With a cultivation level of mid-Foundation Establishment, he killed a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator with a single palm strike.

What does this mean?

This means that Lin Fengmian's combat strength far exceeds his cultivation level!

Killing enemies of a higher level might not be anything special for a genius.

But to kill a Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection cultivator from the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, a difference of two whole minor realms...

This is no longer the work of a genius.

This is a monster!

At this moment, all the cultivators below the stage looked at Lin Fengmian as if he were a monster.

The figure in the green robe stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

The sunlight shone on him, giving him a faint golden hue.

He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and slightly pursed thin lips.

His expression was so calm that it was as if he hadn't just killed a person, but rather swatted a fly.

So calm and composed, so unhurried.

Below the stage, Nangong Li stood in the crowd, looking at the figure on the stage, her beautiful eyes filled with pride.

On that stunningly beautiful face, it seemed as if a line of words was written—

Did you see that?

This is my husband, Nangong Li!

She slightly raised her chin, a smug smile playing on her lips.

Her "my man is the best in the world" attitude aroused envy and jealousy among the surrounding disciples, but they dared not utter a word.

After all, they didn't want to become the next Xiao Huohuo.

On the other side, Su Zhenzhen stood at the edge of the crowd, looking at Lin Fengmian on the stage, her bright face now filled with shock.

The sunlight shone on her, making her baby face look even more charming.

But at this moment, her bright, lively eyes were wide open, and her mouth was slightly agape, remaining open for a long time.

"This...this is way too strong..."

She murmured, her voice filled with disbelief.

Within his own family, the Su family also boasts many talented young people and geniuses.

She has seen many outstanding talents and many people with exceptional combat abilities.

But she had never seen anyone with the cultivation of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator kill a peak-Foundation Establishment cultivator with a single palm strike!

What does this mean?

This means that Lin Fengmian's foundation was frighteningly solid!

His spiritual energy quality far surpasses that of other cultivators of the same level!

His fighting skills are even more superb!

Su Zhenzhen's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

This man...

The more she learned about it, the more mysterious it seemed.

The more mysterious something is, the more I want to explore it.

Su Zhenzhen then developed an even stronger interest in Lin Fengmian.

She bit her lip, a sly glint in her eyes.

She absolutely had to win this man over!

Meanwhile, the faces of the people sent by the Xiao family to watch the battle below the stage had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

They stared intently at the figure in blue on the stage, their eyes filled with murderous intent, yet they were helpless.

Xiao Huohuo, a Foundation Establishment cultivator nurtured by the Xiao family at great expense, was actually killed with a single palm strike!

This is a slap in the face to the Xiao family!

"Walk!"

The leader snorted coldly and led the Xiao family members away without looking back.

That figure looked so disheveled, as if a dog was chasing it.

His expression was as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

On stage, Lin Fengmian looked at the reactions of the audience and was very satisfied.

Today, he is determined to make a name for himself.

Let everyone know that Lin Fengmian is not someone to be trifled with.

What about the middle stage of foundation building?

So what if you have five spiritual roots?

He can still kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Great Perfection stage with a single palm strike!

In this way, those petty people who want to take advantage of him will have to think twice.

After all, he is now irreconcilably at odds with the Xiao family.

He would kill every member of the Xiao family he saw, and kill two of them if he saw two of them.

Let them know what happens when they mess with them.

Lin Fengmian withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked off the life-or-death arena.

Behind me, there were murmurs and countless complex gazes.

His back view was as upright as a pine tree, calm and composed.

The sunlight shone on him, turning his blue robe golden.

……

Time flies, and another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

For the past month, Lin Fengmian has been in seclusion in his cave.

They remained motionless, as if they had merged with the heavens and earth.

The spiritual energy within the body circulates slowly through the meridians, day after day, tirelessly.

Although the cultivation of the five spiritual roots is slow, it is not entirely without progress.

Lin Fengmian could feel that his cultivation level was increasing little by little at a snail's pace.

Although it's slow, it's solid.

Every bit of spiritual power has been refined and solidified, becoming as tangible as a physical substance.

On this day, Lin Fengmian was meditating cross-legged when suddenly—

Outside the cave, a series of light footsteps could be heard.

The footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible.

But how sharp is Lin Fengmian's spiritual sense now?

He caught it instantly.

someone.

Moreover, they were already standing at the entrance of the cave.

Lin Fengmian opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly.

who is it?

He stood up, straightened his robes, and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Open the stone door—

A beautiful figure stood outside the door.

The sunlight shone on her, giving her a warm glow.

It was a woman, extremely beautiful, with delicate features and skin as white as snow.

A pair of bright, large eyes were looking at him with a smile.

She seemed to have dressed up specially today.

She wore a pale yellow dress, perfectly tailored, which accentuated her alluring figure.

Her waist was slender and delicate, easily encircled by one hand.

Her proud breasts were faintly visible beneath her clothes, rising and falling slightly with her breath, arousing the imagination.

The pale yellow skirt swayed gently in the breeze, like a butterfly in spring.

Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, adorned with a jade hairpin that accentuated her already stunning face, making her even more exquisite and captivating.

She stood there quietly, like a fairy who had stepped out of a painting, captivating everyone's attention.

Su Zhenzhen.

Lin Fengmian looked at her, his brows furrowing slightly.

"What are you doing here?"

Su Zhenzhen stood outside the door, clearly having waited for a while. Her delicate, doll-like face showed a hint of impatience and grievance.

As soon as she saw Lin Fengmian open the door, she immediately stepped forward and stomped her foot angrily:

"Lin Fengmian! Why have you kept me waiting for so long!"

"Do you know how sunny it is outside?"

"The sun is so strong, what if you give me a tan?!"

She pouted, looking indignant.

Lin Fengmian leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, lazily watching her with a half-smile on his lips.

What are you doing here?

His tone was cold, devoid of any enthusiasm.

It even carried a hint of disdain.